Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband’s Regret

Chapter 702:

Coyle staggered as if struck, his face draining of color.

His heir—his only son—was destroyed.

It felt like the sky had cracked open and come crashing down.

Briley rushed to his side, catching his arm.

“Dad! Are you alright?”

But Coyle couldn’t answer. Words abandoned him. His lungs refused to draw breath.

There was only the crushing weight of devastation pressing on his chest.

Hours blurred into a sleepless night. At dawn, Sutton finally stirred.

His eyes fluttered open—and then he saw it.

into a raw, animal scream. “No—no! It’s gone! They took my leg! They’ll

at his son’s bedside, trembling, tears silently streaking his weathered

he choked out, gripping his son’s hand. “I’m

original

arm,

have to get revenge for me! It was Noah!” Sutton’s voice cracked with rage and disbelief. “That bastard—he’s not dead! He’s alive! He’s Patrick! Patrick Noel is Noah!

slammed into Coyle like a punch to the chest, Patrick…

cold. His

be Noah? Have you completely lost your senses?” Coyle tried to hide

If it was true…

If Noah had survived…

knew what they had done three

was already living on borrowed

boiled in Coyle’s throat. He nearly choked

to his father like a man drowning, his voice rising into

He came after me—he made me like this!” Tears streamed down Sutton’s face, raw and

believe me! You have to get revenge for me!”

wanted to dismiss it. Call it trauma-fueled